Matthew Good - Prime Time Deliverance lyrics

The red red lips Of some secret solution The Central Intelligence Agency Has a file that's a mile longer than peace She's naked on the phone Watching them back No eyes, just their stupid grins They long to be liberal mannequins And in their tiny room They eat Chinese food and they don't call their wives 'Cause the girl in the window is Pressing her breasts up against the window pane And the guy they're after on the floor below her is Cutting c**aine, higher than the building A one way trip Who ever thought she'd miss the ins and outs of oxygen? The darkest side of the biggest God damn ride You've ever been on Her mother loves that show Even though she never gets the answers right It's easier to play along Sometimes more then being wrong They found her in her room Wearing a pink bunny suit And sour cherry lipstick Hanging from the closet door Her eyes were wide, maybe to despise Maybe just to look into your Headlight morning glow Headlight morning glow This is it, well this is it, oh Prime time deliverance Prime time deliverance And this is it, well this is it, oh Prime time deliverance Prime time That you have and you hold And you have and you hold And you have and you hold And you have and you hold And you have and you hold And you have and you hold And you have and you hold that you have and you hold... And she says The best thing you could do Is hang around a while